Savita Tyagi


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  • Gold Star - 6,401 Points Tushar Ray (2/12/2015 1:47:00 PM)

    As a late comer to poem hunter, your comments and your recent poems drew my attention. I am fascinated by your deep insights, and wish to draw your attention to Rabindranath Tagore in this connection. I have been a follower of Tagore’s poetic rhythms and his songs since I was seven. So, Tagore gradually became my idol of my adult life. Please read some of the poems in PH that I recently translated to get my thoughts across, though impossible to bring the same feeling in another language. Thank you very much dear poet Savita Tyagi, along with my sincere thanks to all PH poets!

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  • Gold Star - 13,393 Points Ramesh Rai (9/29/2014 5:34:00 PM)

    Each and every particle in this nature has its own quality. diamond under mine does not reflect because it is covered. it is not zest making to write poem. any one may write thousand pages in a day but can not pour the emotion. every skill has its own importance but poetry writing is a super skilled. Savita Ma'am has wonderful talent of composing poem with supreme thoughts and emotions. I find serenity and tranquility in her every write though it is tough to judge a poet.I only wish and pray for her long and sound life, naturally she'd create more and more wonderful and amazing poem. My regards for her is always in my heart. with due regards.

  • Gold Star - 28,619 Points Akhtar Jawad (9/25/2014 10:40:00 PM)

    Savita Tyagi is poetess whose thinking reaches at the places that are long distant and path of the place is an stony one, but she never stopped her journey, she walked forward and she is still walking forward.

  • Rookie Amir Mohammad Islami Chalandar (6/7/2014 6:49:00 AM)

    nice poems. you are great in showing feels.that shows a good improvement. i invite you to read my poems at my poets page. that is a friendly invitation.

Winter

At the onslaught of winter stripped of their possessions trees stand in silent prayer.
Grey clouds hang low just above the black trees as if to kiss them goodbye
The milky white glow of moon creates a longing
Is it possible to reach out to unknown?
I get not answer in that cold and still night.
Flowers huddled together still spread their fragrance
Soon the merciless frost of winter will kill the bloom.
Gofers in my backyard have created mounds of dirt to settle deep in warm earth.
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